"Do you see Krowell?"
"Eh? He went to the roof with a junior—"
"—girl or boy?"
"…"
"…girls are braver than boy in asking someone out, don't they?"
After hearing Ea's word, Eve ran to the roof immediately. Landkarte shot him an 'I-have-tried-my-best-not-to-say-it', but he just sighed and continued to read his novel as if nothing usual ever happened.
The next day, a rumor about 'A furious Eve announced that Krowell's her boyfriend to a junior at roof' spread fast like a blazing flame in a jungle.
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Their Daily Lives
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Genre: Friendship – Family
Rate: T
Warning: eeh… How should I put it… #cough Maybe some grammar mistakes, texting part, OOC!Krowell, and Eve's confusing trick will do. =w= Oh, and this chapter is dedicated to AngelaStoneWood, who asked for more Eve and Krowell's part. Happy reading, all! XD
Disclaimer: 07-Ghost belongs to Yukino Ichihara and Yuki Amemiya. And the picture I saw at facebook and inspired me to write this chapter isn't mine too.
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Story 16
~Questions and Statements~
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"HA! So I was right after all! You really are dating each other!"
If Ea didn't elbow his stomach, maybe Landkarte wouldn't stop laughing for the next three hours. The dark-haired teen stared at the still stoic-Krowell and blushing madly-Eve with his usual eyes, yet nobody would say that he was not surprised by the news. "So, you're dating. Am I right?"
Both of them nodded.
"And Eve shouted it loud when a junior tried to hug you yesterday."
Another nod.
"Then, may I ask you some questions?"
"Spit it out," both said at the same time, and Landkarte's smile widened when Eve's blushes became redder than before. But he didn't say anything, since he's sure that Ea would definitely shot him a murderous glance if he dared. Never interrupt a curious Ea, because he would make sure that your waist would be in pain for the next weeks.
"Since when did you start dating?"
Eve poked Krowell, a signal for him to answer the question(s). Krowell sighed softly. "Two weeks ago, maybe? Not counting it, anyway."
"Who, in truth, asked first?"
Landkarte almost let another laugher out when Krowell pointed at Eve. Ea stared at him disbelievingly, while the pointed girl just hid her face with her hands.
"…may I know how did she asked you out, Krowell?"
"With the most unique and confusing method, that's for sure—at least, for me."
"Mind to share it?" Landkarte asked suddenly, ignoring Eve's glare from Krowell's left side.
Krowell opened his bag, trying to find something there, and then face-palmed when he remembered that he left it behind at his bedroom's desk this morning. Or yesterday. Or last week. He didn't remember the exact time, anyway. "…I'll send it to you via message. Didn't bring it today."
"Oh? So you usually bring it with you?"
"…"
"Is that the reason why you often smile secretly when you're not doing anything?"
"…"
Eve stared at Krowell with still blushing cheeks, while the Earth-and-Sky soul mate a.k.a Landkarte and Ea stared at him as if he was growing another head. The silence didn't last long, however, since Landkarte suddenly burst out laughing and didn't stop until the bell rang—or when Ea stuffed his mouth with the snack he brought from home this morning, for more accurately.
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From: Happy-go-lucky Nephew
Subject: How did she do it?
Firstly, I want to tell you something you may find surprising—it's Ea who asked me to ask you about this urgently. But because the lack of pulse and he doesn't want to go to buy some, he asked me instead. So yeah, please bear with it.
His request is: 'show me the photo/method now!'.
With '(=w=)/' expression, if I may add. #slapped
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From: Grandpa Uncle
Subject: Re: How did she do it?
…so he really is a kitten after all.
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From: Happy-go-lucky Nephew
Subject: Re: How did she do it?
Aaa—I want to laugh here, actually. But he's looking at me like an eagle will do to it's prey, so I can't~ XDD
Don't worry. I don't want you to die young. I won't tell this part to him, ever.
So, send it to us!
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From: Grandpa Uncle
Subject: Re: How did she do it?
Thank you for your mercy, Your Highness. (_ _)"
I'm sending it now. Just look at your e-mail inbox.
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From: Kuutsuntsun* Nephew
Subject: (-)
ASDFGHJKL—WHY DON'T YOU TELL US EARLIER, YOU WRINKLY UNCLE?!
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From: Happy-go-lucky Nephew
Subject: …
…Ea looks really angry just now. What did he tell you about?
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From: Grandpa Uncle
Subject: Re: …
Shouting about my position in my family, and add wrinkly in front of it. You've got what I mean, right? Right. And I thought that he doesn't have any pulse left…
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From: Happy-go-lucky Nephew
Subject: Re: …
He just went to the nearest store immediately with his precious and antique bike. And annoyed looks. And incoherent mumbles. Be careful if you see him tomorrow, dear Uncle. (OwO)o
Going to read it now. See ya.
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While trying to ignore Ea's murderous aura with his best, Landkarte opened his mailbox to find the mentioned e-mail before. When he found it later, he clicked it to see the message and—
"The heck? Is this really Eve's way of asking him out?"
If you expect that that was Landkarte's line, then it's a big no. The light-haired teen was staring blankly at the message Krowell sent a while ago, and it was Ea who said the line with frown on his face. Really, no lying here. Because—hell, if someone didn't read it carefully or saw the wrong number, they might see the wrong sentence there! Eve really put a great effort on this cryptic message!
[1] Hey, I want to tell you something, so… just go to the number 15.
[2] What do you think about it? The mysterious number contains another mystery too.
[3] …I'm speechless here. My face feels hot now. /(=/=)\
[4] Er, maybe this isn't the right one either. Check out the 11 one.
[5] Oopsie daisie. Wrong one still. Go down to 8.
[6] Nothing to do here.
[7] Then, as a payment for my heart's hard work every time you look at me, I want you to go out with me! Up 4 levels! (XoX)/
[8] Do you know why one's heartbeat becomes faster than usual if they meet someone they like? Next, please.
[9] I don't know the answer, so I'm asking you this. And look at number 14.
[11] Down you go, to number 12.
[12] Up up up! To the 5 one!
[13] Do you think I'm falling in love with you? Because I think I do. Go to the lucky number.
[14] Why, on Earth, my heart always beats faster than usual when you're staring at me or speaking with me? Up 12 levels, there's another question there.
[15] Uh, sorry. Wrong number here. Up to number 4, please.
(That's what she gave me when the class was empty 2 weeks ago. She ran away before I finished reading, and told me to reply via mail. You have your curiosity satisfied now, Your Highness. #bows)
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From: Kuutsuntsun Nephew
Subject: (-)
Is that really the way she asked you out, Uncle? Because—as far as I know, Eve's not the type of girl who's willing to waste her time to write something like that.
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From: Twinkly Wrinkly Uncle
Subject: Re: (-)
Who knows what she hides inside her mind?
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From: Kuutsuntsun Nephew
Subject: Re: (-)
…seems like I have to change her contact name in my phonebook now…
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From: Twinkly Wrinkly Uncle
Subject: Re: (-)
What will it become?
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From: Kuutsuntsun Nephew
Subject: Re: (-)
From Sissy Sister to Sissy Grandma.
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From: Twinkly Wrinkly Uncle
Subject: Re: (-)
…
She'll kill you tomorrow.
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From: Happy-go-lucky Nephew
Subject: LOL
I laughed hard.
Really.
I hope Eve won't kill me if I changed her contact name again.
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From: Grandpa Uncle
Subject: Re: LOL
…and Ea just told me that he's going to change the name too, from Sister to Grandma. What a pair made in manor. #slap
WBU?
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From: Happy-go-lucky Nephew
Subject: Re: LOL
Aaah! I knew it! We really a pair of soulmate, eh? XDD
Me? Not really different. From Sissy-Lovesick-Eve to Grandma Auntie. :p
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"You copied mine," Ea protested. Landkarte grinned happily, ignoring the four-stories tower on top of his head. "Just like what our beloved Uncle told us before; we're a pair made in manor!"
"If you don't want to increase the height of tower on your head, shut up."
"Aah. You're flustered~"
"Am not!"
"You're! No wonder Krowell use 'Kuutsuntsun' as contact name for you!"
"I'm going to kill you both!"
"DON'T! I don't want to be strangled twice this week!"
Far, far away from the manor where Landkarte was running away from Ea's attempt to strangle him, a certain silver-haired teen was burying his face under his pillow in his bedroom. Tiashe, being as curious as children would be, freaked out and threw away the pillow from his Uncle's face—only to gawked for a moment and shrieked in fear when he saw Krowell's face was being burned by invisible flame. He ran to his parent's bedroom to search for help, unknowing the fact that his Uncle was just blushing madly because remembering the time when he realized that Eve was asking him out.
/"Give me the answer via mail! Tonight, at 7 PM! Don't be late, or I'll choke you with Tiashe's horrible cooking on Sunday!"/
Inhale, exhale. Krowell did it many times until he regained his (not so) stoic face and went downstairs to meet his worried siblings and misunderstood nephew.
He too, actually, should ask Eve for a payment for the extra work of his heart.
A bento for tomorrow might be enough for it.
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The end.
A/N:
* Kuutsuntsun = portmanteau for 'kuudere' and 'tsuntsun'. Ea looks like an almost-tsuntsun-kuudere in my eyes, by the way. =w= #shot
And, to reply an anonymous review from a guest, I will say that Landkarte most likely will do it no matter what. He is Landkarte, anyway. And he isn't Landkarte if he doesn't make Ea go berserk with his actions. *smile innocently*